Category Archives: Deer Hunts

The Beauty of Learning by Doing

A fox squirrel teased at first light. Unaware death lurked so close, the bushy-tailed squirrel frolicked in the leaves, then bounded downhill. When it reached the crossing trail, it sounded like a doe walking slow. A score of minutes into … Continue reading

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Erasing All Evidence…

The big red oak on the knob beckoned. Half the tree’s leaves, brown and brittle, littered the ground. The old hickory, three trees to the west, stood barren; a golden carpet, glowing like a candle lantern in the predawn murk, … Continue reading

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Beyond the Next Rise

A fox squirrel appeared on a white oak limb, to the left and a bit behind. It sat with its curled, bushy tail against the oak’s trunk and chattered, low and soft. The squirrel sounded contented. The morning light bathed … Continue reading

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“Waiting on a Buck”

“Snapshot Saturday”

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The Sanctity of a Warm Homestead

A yellow birch tree popped. The bang rattled through the frigid bottomland like a hostile rifle shot. A blue jay started to scream a warning, but quit after the first penetrating “Jay!” It flitted to the top of a nearby … Continue reading

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“A Fine 9-Point Buck”

“Snapshot Saturday”

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The Northwest Gun was Useless

A green leaf fell from a dried nettle stalk. Seven leaves remained, drooping from a tawny stem adorned with brown globs of seeds. Some stalks held more leaves, others less. Counting staved off the damp November cold that Wednesday morning, … Continue reading

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Speak Up, Promote and Educate

A muffled yelp broke the silence. Light sprinkles pitter-patted. The leaves, the cedar boughs, the barren twigs overhead were all damp, yet that December morn, in the Year of our Lord, 1797, dawned pleasant and serene. A thick-branched autumn olive … Continue reading

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